Damien’s name showed up on the screen.
I had half a mind to put his call to voicemail and finish, but he would worry if I didn’t pick up. The last thing I needed was for him to send Leo up here to check up on me.
I took in a deep breath and answered the phone.
“H-hello?”
A pause at his end before his voice cooed in my ear. “Pet, why do you sound so, ah, breathless?”
My eyes widened. I took in another deep breath. “What?”
How could he tell?
“What are you doing?”
“Huh, oh, I was, um, I just, you know, got out of the shower.”
“Uh-uh, pet, you know better than to lie to me.”
“I’m not,” I quickly denied. Probably too quickly.
“Okay. Then let me ask you this. What are you wearing right now?”
I let out a small squeak and heard his dark laugh coming in through the line.
“Answer me, baby. And answer honestly. I will know.”
“Damien.”
“Pet.”
“I just got out of the shower. I’m … I’m not wearing anything.”
He let out a low groan. “Fuck, and what were you doing naked? Were you touching yourself?”
I let out a small whimper but didn’t answer him.
“That’s very naughty, pet. Where are you right now?”
“In the bathroom,” I answered softly.
“Ah. I want you to go back to the bedroom and get on the bed.” I was about to bend down and grab my towel when he added, “Naked, pet. I want you naked in bed.”
A small noise came out of my lips, and he tsked me.
“Do it now.”
Fuck. I quickly opened the door and rushed to bed.
“I’m there,” I said on a pant.
“Good girl. Spread your legs.”
“Damien.”
His voice hardened. “Do it.”
I spread my legs, feeling my arousal gathering around the opening of my sex. The cool air teased me, and I just wanted to come so badly.